Anyway, got there around 11, went to Pickwick & Frolic for a couple brews and a shot of Jager. Watched the parade and booed Frank Jackson. Went down to Karl's by Browns Stadium for lunch because I was with family of the owner. After that, went down to the House of Blues which was an absolute madhouse. Great atmosphere.

All in all, I learned today that a lot of people cannot hold their alcohol worth a damn.

A God Damn dead man would understand that if a minor league bus in any city took a real sharp right turn, a Zack McCalister would likely fall out. - Lead Pipe

I found this St. Patrick's Day to be at least reasonable and sedate in terms of crowd size wherever I was at. HOB was busy, but not incredibly so. I had already left by the time the parade had ended and my cohorts there said that it was busier after the parade, but not unmanageable.

Moriarty's and Wilbert's were the same in terms of crowds as HOB. Everyone should have the entertainment that Wilbert's had that day, as Alex Bevan "The "Skinny" Little Boy From Cleveland, Ohio" and Bob Gatewood played a PIB flavored St. Pat's show. It's always good to here Alex and he's always a hoot to hang out with.

In the end, I didn't have the corned beef at Wilbert's (no offense Mike, but I had a sandwich at work ). I went back to Lakewood and saw a small family who'd been at the parade. The girls were adorned in all their pretty kelly green Irish regalia and the parents were happy that that part of the day had ended. What a cute thing to see.

The Ol' Lady and I had a couple pops and a very nice Reuben Burger over at the Buckeye Beer Engine. We were glad that we mostly stayed out of most of the St. Pat's Day fray.

The next three St. Pat's Day's fall in the middle of the week, so I would imagine that those celebrations will be even more low key than this one. People won't be taking the "three day weekend" for the next three.

I would think the crowd will be populated with the following:

1) Traditional Irish who treat the day as it is supposed to be, a holy day of obligation and a celebration of Irish heritage. And:

2) Twenty somethings who will use any excuse to drink themselves into oblivion.

Cleveland: Where the Tower is Terminal and the Lake is Erie- Alex Bevan